Chapter 612
Even After Death
Olivia could see that the man knew her, but he had covered himself up on purpose with his outfit. He
didnât seem like a normal person at all, and danger emanated from him.
But it was this creepy man who was holding two babies in his arms. It formed quite a stark contrast.
If he was a kidnapper, no kidnapper would willingly buy so many clothes for the children.
Olivia glanced at the price tags. The clothes cost hundreds of dollars each. The stroller was also filled
with diapers and infant
formula.
The items in the stroller would total up to thousands of dollars at least. No kidnapper would spend that
much money on
children.
The babies were still crying, but the man didnât look impatient at all. He even took out two pacifiers from
his pocket.
The pacifiers were sealed in sterile bags. This meant that the man had sanitized them before setting
out.
He stuffed the pacifiers into the babiesâ mouths, and the crying finally stopped.
Olivia saw the two children sprawling on the manâs shoulders, one on each shoulder. Trails of tears still
hung on their chubby cheeks, yet to be dried.
Their round and large eyes were looking in her direction. Their noses were red, and they were so
adorable that they looked like two kittens.
Olivia felt something odd about it. Babies more than three months old could be carried vertically.
However, when Olivia held the baby girl just now, she felt very light. It was as if she was just born
moments ago.
âWhat are you looking at, Mrs. Miller?â Madam Burgess smiled as she walked up to Olivia with a few
articles of clothing in her hands.
âMadam Burgess, look at that man with the two babies. How old do you suppose those children are?â
Carrying the children, the man was about to arrive at the sightseeing elevator. Madam Burgess glanced
at them and replied, They look about as old as my grandson.
âBut my grandson isnât even a month old, and his body is still very soft. His neck canât even support his
head, so you canât hold him like that.â
Madam Burgessâ analysis was just like Oliviaâs. She added, âThereâs also another possibility. Mrs.
Miller, you can see that theyâre fraternal twins.
âTheir mother must have endured some shock, causing her to give birth prematurely. So, theyâre a little
smaller than other babies their age.
âOh, Mrs. Miller, if your children were still around, theyâd probably be around that size.â
Seeing Oliviaâs expression darken, Madam Burgess reached up and slapped herself.
âForgive this rude mouth of mine, Mrs. Miller. I shouldnât have brought that up. Youâll have many more
children in the future, Iâm sure.â
Olivia smiled bitterly as she changed the topic. âHowâs it going with the clothes?â
âLook, Mrs. Miller. Clothes these days look so nice. Theyâre very soft to the touch too. Back in my day,
we didnât even have diapers!â
Olivia glanced at the jumpsuits Madam Burgess was holding. Then, she picked out a few more.
Madam Burgess kept saying that it was enough, but Olivia ignored her. âChildren grow up fast. Itâs
better to buy more just in
case.â
âThank you very much, Mrs. Miller.â
Olivia looked at the pretty clothes. She couldnât help but think that if her children were still alive, they
would be very adorable.
Olivia recalled the baby girl leaning in her arms just now. The baby had tender skin, and her eyes were
surprisingly huge. She looked just like a doll. Olivia felt her heart melting when she saw the baby.
The man told her to see him at the café. Who could he be?
Olivia felt uncertain. She had lost her memories, so she couldnât decide if the man was an enemy or a
friend.
He wanted her to go there alone.
When she closed her eyes, the image of Maraâs body appeared in her mind. Ethan had also told her to
stay out of danger.
Olivia decided against the idea. She would go home right after shopping for the sake of her safety.
She didnât have a reason to go there.
After she was done shopping with Madam Burgess, they headed to the parking lot. But then, they
heard an ear-piercing noise.
âWhat happened?â
âSomeone is destroying a store.â
Amidst the chaos, Madam Burgess took Oliviaâs hand, trying to lead her away. But unexpectedly,
someone shouted, âIsnât that Olivia? Sheâs the culprit who forced Mara to her death!â